Friday, July 23, 2004

Ad Hominem

Ouch. The rage didn't have to be that violent, or that squarely aimed at the man instead of his writing, but I definitely understand the impulse to really lay into Chuck Klosterman. I only made it halfway through Sex, Death, and Cocoa Puffs before discarding it with a sneer and a snort. Why this guy has been lauded as much as he has really makes my head hurt, and I no longer just think it's professional jealousy. Cintra Wilson is often just as wrong-headed as he is, but at least she's consistently funny and interestingly wrong-headed.

About Me

This is an online corral for the knee-jerk reactions, musings, rants, reviews, logorrhea, missives, revelations, and other passionate silliness from Allison Felus. She's shorter than you think she is; when left to her own devices, she is an unrepentant night owl; she smiles at babies and dogs when she sees them on the street; she loves you just the way you are, except for when you're kind of being a jackass.